I want my sunshine music back, damnit!
May. 25th, 2004 01:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereThe mother-loving batteries on my discman just went empty. *grrr* That means an hour trip home without music. This is irritating. It has "rechargeable" batteries that I have to recharge every damn night and it still runs out of juice sometime during the following day.
It also means that I can't do what I was planning to do this afternoon - put on headphones, even though no-one else does, listen to uplifting music, and try to ignore the fact that I'm tired, in pain, cranky, and have a deep-down hatred for the rest of the human race today.
I tell you, I'm either coming down sick (please god, not a fortnight before the two exams) or Nature's Special Time is about to strike. Considering I have a headache, not cramps, it's probably disease. Damnit. *glares at the world in general*
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celli? I'm sure you can make up the end to the porn I started. I sure as hell can't.
Or, alternatively, if anyone else wants to, the start is:
***
Dan woke up with Casey nibbling his shoulder and sneaking one hand around Dan's waist. Not an unusual way to wake up these days. Dan greatly preferred it to his alarm clock.
Dan stayed still, pretending to be asleep. Wet kisses started trailing down his spine. "I know you're awake," Casey murmured, his mouth working temptingly lower.
Dan moaned softly as Casey licked between his shoulder blades. "Don't let that stop you."
It also means that I can't do what I was planning to do this afternoon - put on headphones, even though no-one else does, listen to uplifting music, and try to ignore the fact that I'm tired, in pain, cranky, and have a deep-down hatred for the rest of the human race today.
I tell you, I'm either coming down sick (please god, not a fortnight before the two exams) or Nature's Special Time is about to strike. Considering I have a headache, not cramps, it's probably disease. Damnit. *glares at the world in general*
Oh,
celli? I'm sure you can make up the end to the porn I started. I sure as hell can't.Or, alternatively, if anyone else wants to, the start is:
***
Dan woke up with Casey nibbling his shoulder and sneaking one hand around Dan's waist. Not an unusual way to wake up these days. Dan greatly preferred it to his alarm clock.
Dan stayed still, pretending to be asleep. Wet kisses started trailing down his spine. "I know you're awake," Casey murmured, his mouth working temptingly lower.
Dan moaned softly as Casey licked between his shoulder blades. "Don't let that stop you."
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Date: 2004-05-25 02:04 am (UTC)(I'm sorry to harp on about it, but I'm wholly bemused by the thing. "Allergic to what?!")
Suggest singing loudly at top of lungs as alternative to Walkman, it also guarantees empty space all around you on the train.
Hope sickness does not materialise or, if it does, that it passes rapidly and as painlessly as possible.
M'mm, tiny porn ...
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Date: 2004-05-25 02:56 am (UTC)Thank you. And, the singing on the train thing will be kept as a back-up if I can't buy new batteries.
M'mm, tiny porn ...
*snerk* For some reason, that immediately made me think of hobbit porn.
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